"the feet of Bhagavan are everywhere. So where can we gather except at his feet?
Time and space are no barriers to the gathering of hearts." Sri Ramana Maharshi

Celebrating the life of David LaChapelle

Celebrating the Life of David LaChapelle: Visionary teacher, see-er of souls, wisdom keeper and devoted follower to the great stillness. Friend to many. Dream coach, author, publisher and speaker. Chanter, painter, builder, philosopher and patriarch. His body let go. His gifts live on...

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Monday, February 8, 2010

Dear Ananda,
I have read almost all of David's work. Anne and I were having lunch yesterday, and we were reading David's book together. I was so touched as so many descriptions of spiritual truths rang so true. Anne and I were really in awe of his powerful imagery and spiritual knowledge. I know it is hard for those David left behind, but our gratitude for his brief presence in our midst is immense! Thank you for the opportunity to see more of his work. Thank you for your loving efforts. Respectfully, M (anonymous)

Sunday, February 7, 2010


Today Princeton friends will gather for their regional release party of David's book, A Hymn of Changes. Wish I was there everyone! Enjoy. It's a beautiful book and carries his poetic understanding of deep currents of human growth and universal elements.

... only just put it together that it's the same day as Superbowl. You'd think David the type to not care or track SB, but he was. While i was in his life at least... always wanted to catch a little of it. We never had TV so this desire usually landed us in gathering places which automatically wakes up the small football fan within. Have to admit, Ive always been more taken with the commercials' creativity...

In any case bless this day of David's book flying into the world another layer, the many lives entwined in a huge event as is the superbowl and the bird who yesterday flew it'self right to it's death as it hit my glass window. I burried it and said a prayer for death and rebirth, earth and sky...